Who: Nuclear Power (brighter_tmrw) & National Security (absolutecontrol) What: Ivy Mike Test , Power meet Control and vice versa Where: Pacific Proving Grounds, aboard the USS Estes When: November 1, 1952 Warnings: tba
Success had come in the form of a fireball three miles wide and a mushroom cloud whose diameter had spread out over a hundred miles. The thermonuclear era had begun and Nuclear Power was more then a little smug. Once again she had pulled ahead of her Russian counterpart. Cold War, ha, given half the chance both incarnations of the atom’s power would wipe the Earth clean with fire from the heart of the sun.
It was still a waste in the goddess’ mind. She could be doing so much more then helping mankind sow the seeds of it’s own destruction. Except this is what the mortals wanted and so here she was, Enola Gay, physicist, engineer and awkward bitch if her colleagues at the Defense Department had anything to say. Standing apart from the other observers on deck Enola watched the remains of the cloud and steam dissipate with a satisfied smile.